The Rodeo

 

Huichapan is firmly in Mexico’s farming country, and no self respecting cowboy would be seen anywhere else but at the rodeo on a Sunday afternoon. This is a really small town, so we weren’t expecting anything mega special – in fact the people staging the event were from the restaurant we had been at eating all the barbacoa and carnitas we could fit into our bellies. But it was good fun. Some bulls and horses were a little more feisty than others though – one of the star riders managed to find himself onto of a bull that really couldn’t be arsed. And the local drunks came along to entertain us by dancing to the band in between bull rides! One became convinced that I was from Italy, and I was a little worried he wanted to start hugging me, but managed to politely fend him off!

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